The aunt's cooking skills can only be considered average; she didn't quite bring out the essence of braised pork, the heat was somewhat off.
Gu Jin finished the lean meat in her bowl and then put down her chopsticks.
She looked at the child opposite her, An Mingji, who had eaten more than half a bowl of pork. It had been a long time since he had eaten so well.
With so much braised pork in his stomach, he was a bit overwhelmed.
Looking at the remaining braised pork in the bowl, his face was full of reluctance as he picked up another piece with his chopsticks and continued to eat.
Seeing his expression, Gu Jin frowned slightly and took his bowl away: "Stop eating, your stomach can't handle being too full right now. If you want to eat, I'll make it for you next time. Once your stomach gets better, I promise you'll have meat to eat every meal."
